I'd started watching a little porn during my freshman year at college. Not a lot, but my high school girlfriend was 300 miles away, and I wasn't getting the swing of just "hooking up" with any of the college girls like a lot of the other freshmen were. A guy needs a little relief now and then, so I usually watched some porn on my computer when my roommate was gone to get myself in the mood.
When I went home for summer, my old girlfriend had a new boyfriend. No big deal, we had pretty much grown apart over the school year, but it meant I was still out of luck in the sex department. I discovered that I could cast from my computer to the big flat screen TV in my bedroom, so a couple of times a week I'd watch a little porn on the big screen and rub one out.
One night I was lying on my bed, deep into a "casting-couch" type video and was watching the girl masturbate to prove to the "movie Producer" that she could do that on-camera, with my pants down to my ankles. Suddenly, the door to my room flew open, and in walked my mother carrying a pile of my freshly-laundered underwear. In a panic, I didn't know which to do first: cover myself up or turn off the porn video. I threw the sheet over me with one oily hand, and stabbed at the keys to my laptop to halt the video with the other. My mother just stood there with her mouth open.
When I finally got it turned off, Mom had composed herself. She smiled and said, "Well, that was unfortunate. I've got your underwear here..." She walked over, opened my drawer and began putting them away. I was absolutely mortified and didn't know what to say.
"So, what were you watching?" she asked as she stacked them neatly. Her back was to me.
"Um, just some videos," I answered, trying to be vague.
"I could see that!" she replied. "I mean, what specifically were you watching?" I wasn't sure how to answer that question. She turned and looked at me and I immediately looked away, averting her gaze.
"Porn, Mom. I was watching porn." I figured honesty was the best policy at this point. She walked over and sat on the edge of my bed.
"I'm sure it's completely normal for a young man your age. You are an adult, and you have the right to watch whatever you want." I looked up at her. "It's just unfortunate that I barged in, and I apologize." She reached out and put her hand lovingly on my thigh.
I was both shocked and relieved that she was taking this stance.
"It's okay, Mom. I should try to be more discreet. I just, uh, well, a guy needs a little relief now and then." Mom just sat there, smiling at me. My cock was still stiff under the covers and aching for relief.
"So, what was the video about?" she asked, still smiling.
"Um, about a guy who interviews girls to be in porn movies, and he gives them auditions and films them," I answered, not really wanting this conversation to go any further. Mom sat there and bit her lower lip. "But it's a trick, and he just has sex with them," I added.
Finally, after 30 seconds or more, she spoke. "I've never seen a porno." This time it was her turn to avert her gaze. "I've always been curious about them." Mom had gotten pregnant with me when she and my Dad were only 17. She had been raised in a very strict Jehovah's Witness family, and had led a very sheltered life. She was disowned by the church and her family, then after giving it his best shot, my Dad left when I was about 9. For the past ten years she had been working and raising me. No dating, not much of a social life. I wasn't surprised that she had never seen porn, though at 36, she was still very fit, very blessed in the looks department, with 34-C breasts (I know because I checked her bras for their size when I was about 15).
Another minute or so passed in silence, uncomfortably, and she was biting her lower lip, as she often did when she was mulling something over. Then she quietly said, "Put it back on, I want to see what it's like."
"Mom!" I cried out. "I can't watch porn with you!"
"I just want to check it out," she said, pouting. "We're both adults, and I already saw a little bit before you got it turned off. You already have watched it with me, technically. Come on, I want to see what everyone else except me seems to watch. I want to see what it's like. Just a little bit."
"Shit," I said, immediately regretting it.
"You still have to watch your language, Daniel," Mom said, smiling. "Come on, just a little. I want to see what it's like. That thirty seconds was literally the only porn I've ever witnessed."
Knowing I would regret it, I mumbled an "Okay," and clicked on the 'Play' icon on my laptop. When it came back on, the fake movie producer was telling the interviewee that if she wanted to get a job in porn, she'd have to suck his cock. I glanced over at Mom, and she winced just a bit when he said it.
With no hesitation the young woman unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock and went to work on it. Mom sat on the edge of the bed, not moving, while she watched the actress suck his cock, then get eaten out, then fucked both vaginally and anally.
Mom's eyes were wide throughout most of the video, and when it was over, she smoothed her skirt over her lap and said, "So that's what porn is, men tricking women into having sex with them?"
"No," I answered. "This is just one genre. There are lots of others."
"Really?" Mom said. "Like what are some of the others?" This question made me particularly uncomfortable.
"Well, there's girl on girl, two guys and a girl, two girls and a guy, interracial, fisting, fetishes like bondage and foot worship. Really just about anything you can imagine."
As Mom's eyebrows went up, she asked, "Are there more like the one we just watched?"
"Literally tons," I answered.
"Let's just see one more," she said. "Then I'll go and leave you to whatever." I think she winked at me.
"Mom, this is really weirding me out!" I cried, slamming my laptop shut.
"Just one more, really. It's okay, we're both adults here." She smiled at me imploringly.
Against my better judgement, I reopened my laptop and put on another Casting Couch video. This was one of my favorites, with a blonde-haired girl that was more than willing to do anything. Mom stared in rapt attention, not moving, eyes open wide and her mouth forming into a little "O" every time something particularly interesting happened on the big screen.
I was hard as a rock and really starting to get blue balls by the time it was over. The covers masked my hard-on, but I didn't want to risk reaching down to give it a tug or two with Mom in the room.
Finally, when it was over, Mom stood and said, "Thank you for letting me watch. I certainly can see why they are so popular. They are definitely..." She paused. "...definitely, uh, arousing." She stood and walked towards the door. Just before she exited the room she turned and gave me a coy little smile. "I'll shut the door so you can go back to whatever it was you were doing before I barged in."
As soon as the door banged shut I grabbed my cock and gave it a couple of strokes, then shot a super-high-pressure load onto the sheets. Then I just lay there in stunned silence.
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The next day everything seemed to be completely normal with Mom. She didn't mention the porn from the night before. I rushed off to my summer job, being a lifeguard at the local pool. I came home and showered after work, then had a quick bite of dinner with her before running off to my friend, Carl's, house. We were getting a few of the old high school buddies together for a poker game.
When I got home, it was after 10 pm and Mom was in her bedroom. I went in to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, then into my bedroom, stripped, and got into bed. I grabbed my laptop to look at my Instagram before I went to sleep. Just as I turned the light off, there was a light knock at my door.
"Are you decent?" I heard Mom ask from the other side of the door.
"Yeah, come on in," I answered, and the door swung open. Mom was in her nightie with no robe.
"Uh, I've been thinking all day about something you said last night," she said as she walked into the room.
I was immediately uncomfortable again. "What was that?" I asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
"Well, you said there were all different kinds of genres," she said, glancing at the dark TV screen. "I'd like to see a different kind. I only got to see that one with basically the same story, just a different girl."
"Mom, I'm really not comfortable with this. I can tell you how to find it on your computer, then you won't have to watch it with me."
She shook her head. "No, I'll feel too dirty if I watch it by myself. I don't think I could do that. This just seems like research or something if I have you play it for me."
"Crap," I said, relenting. "Okay, come on in." She walked in and sat on the bed next to me, putting her feet up and leaning back against the headboard. I grabbed the remote, turned on the TV, then opened Pornhub. "What would you like to see?" I asked.
"I don't know, you pick. Something I'll like." How was I supposed to know what kind of porn my mother would like? I thought for a second, then entered "For Women Romantic" in the search bar. Up popped twenty or so choices, all with a man and woman, softly lit. I clicked on one and it started.
Mom pulled her knees up to her chest and pulled her nightie down to her ankles. The video started with the couple making out, progressing slowly through breast play, then oral sex by and for each of them, then a long, slow fuck with them orgasming together at the end. Mom stared silently the entire time, her full attention on the video. Again, her mouth would form into an "Ooh" every time they reached a new step in their progression.
When it was over, I said, "Okay, it's getting late. I've got to go to work in the morning." Mom reached over and put her hand on my arm.
"But you said there were things with fetishes and, like, two guys and a girl. That's more what I was thinking." I couldn't believe my own mother was asking to see two guys banging one girl. I knew, though, that she wouldn't leave until she got to see what she wanted to see. The video had been a little tame and I hadn't even really gotten completely aroused by it.
I clicked on "MMF" in the search bar and found a threesome with two good-looking guys and a young woman that looked like a young business professional. As soon as it started, I realized it was in a completely different class than the previous video. They got right into it, with the woman going back and forth between their two hard, prodigious cocks as they stood on each side of her and she kneeled between them.
"Goodness!" Mom gasped. "That was sudden. No build-up here!" She stretched her shapely legs out, her nightie riding up above her knees. I watched the woman trading back and forth slurping on the two huge cocks and started to feel myself get hard. I looked over at Mom and found her gazing intently at the unfolding scene as she lightly rubbed the top of her belly just below her breasts. I could see her ample cleavage, and it suddenly dawned on me that as much as I wanted to reach down and start rubbing my cock, she probably wanted to pinch and pull on her nipples just as much. I wondered if she was wearing any panties under her nightie.
Whoa! I caught myself. Don't start thinking like that, I scolded myself. Not about your Mom. You just need to get through this video, then get her out of your room, get yourself off, then go to sleep. As we watched the video progress, I got more and more turned on. Mom's face and upper chest became flushed red, and I suspected it was having the same effect on her. And she kept on lightly rubbing that same spot just below her breasts.
At one point, one of the guys was kissing and sucking on the woman's breasts while the other guy was between her legs, rubbing the mushroom-shaped head of his hard cock up and down her wet, open slit. At the moment of the closeup of him sliding it slowly into her, my mother made an audible moan, "Ooohhhhhhhh," as her mouth formed the familiar "O". It was as if she could actually feel it sliding in to her and that was her reaction. Her hand went briefly to her breast and she gave a quick and abbreviated pinch to her left nipple.
Seeing my Mom visibly aroused got me even harder. I wanted to reach down and grab my cock. I surreptitiously put my hand down near it and gently rubbed the underside with my thumb. The scene kept going, with the guy building speed and pace as she reached for the other guy's cock and started running it in and out of her mouth with her hand in time with the guy banging her. The woman was moaning her way through an intense orgasm and it wasn't long before the guy in her pussy pulled out and shot his load all over her bare cunt as the other guy shot off in the woman's mouth and all over her face.
My mother's hands by this time were on her breasts full time, pinching and pulling on her nipples. All the action on the screen and watching my mother pleasure her nipples caused me to lose track, and my rubbing increased in speed. Then from out of nowhere, I came hard with three quiet grunts that I tried hard to stifle.
My mother's hands flew off her breasts, and she spun her head to look at me. It was obvious that we both had gotten lost in the moment. She had a worried expression for a moment, then her face broke into a grin.
"Don't worry, Sweetie," she said lovingly. "What happens in here, stays in here, okay?" I nodded, still horribly embarrassed. "I understand, and there's no need for you to feel ashamed or bad about that. It's completely normal." I had just cum with my mother less than a foot away from me. She obviously understood what had happened.
"Uh, thanks, Mom," I answered. I didn't feel ashamed, but I did feel embarrassed. The video was over, and others beckoned from the web page now frozen on the screen. Mom patted my arm again.
"That's enough for tonight, dear," she said as she got up off the bed. "I'm going to go to bed now."
She walked towards the door, then paused and turned around, smiling. "Men aren't the only ones who need a little relief now and then, you know," she said as she exited the room.
I went to sleep reliving the vision of her pulling and pinching her nipples, wondering what she was doing at that exact moment in her own room. I woke up once in the middle of the night, hard as a rock, and rubbed my cock against the sheets until I shot my warm, sticky cum into the tight space between my belly and the sheets. I had wild dreams the rest of the night.
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I stayed home the next night having a nice dinner and watching a movie with Mom. A theatrical movie, in the living room, all very innocent. Well, not completely innocent; she did put her feet in my lap and ask for a foot massage, but that was not completely new. She had done that in the past, it was just that this time there was a lot of new information to process when she requested the foot-rub. I gave her the foot rub, just as I always had. This time, though, I did try to peek up her legs, under her nightgown as I rubbed. It dawned on me that men are very visual about sex. I didn't think women were normally as turned on by visuals, but I wondered if my Mom was different that way. I was careful to keep her feet off my hardening cock as I gently rubbed and kneaded them.
When the movie was over, I said, "Well, I'm going to shower and get to bed." I'd be lying if I said that I was kind of hoping that she would ask to watch more porn that night. I had been replaying the scene from last night over and over in my head all day, and it aroused me terrifically.
But Mom didn't say anything, not even "Good Night". She just turned off the TV and began turning off lights around the room. I went up to the bathroom, shed my clothes and took a nice hot shower. I got out, brushed my teeth, shaved, and headed back to my room, carrying my dirty clothes, with the towel wrapped around my waist.
When I entered my room, I was surprised to see Mom already on my bed, feet up, leafing through a People Magazine. I stopped near the door and dropped my dirty clothes into the hamper, then felt very naked standing there with nothing but a towel around me. Mom was on the bed, wearing a short nightie, her tanned legs glistening, her blonde hair pulled behind her head, her cleavage showing deeply above the plunging neckline of her satiny nightie. My cock instantly started growing, beginning to tent up the towel around my waist.
"Geeze, Mom!" I said as I moved towards the bed. Not knowing how to get into bed without revealing my cock, I pulled back the covers, sat on the edge of the bed with my back to her, pulled off the damp towel, then held up the covers and slid in, covering myself. By this time, I was fully erect.
Mom didn't waste a moment beating around the bush. "Okay, tonight I want to see two women and one guy." She put her magazine down and smiled at me as my cock grew under the covers to its full 8 inches and lay hard against my belly.
"Come on, chop chop! We don't have all night, you know!" she laughed as she handed me my laptop and the remote control. I took them both, turned on the TV and opened my laptop, going to Pornhub. I found what looked like a good MFF video and started it.
I immediately regretted my choice when just a minute or so into the video, the women began making out with each other. I wasn't sure Mom would go for the girl-on-girl stuff.
"I can switch to another if you don't like to see the girls together," I offered.
"No, that's fine. I can deal with it," she said, paying rapt attention to the screen.
The two women kissed for a while, then started playing with each other's breasts, then the redhead put her hand between the blonde's legs and started rubbing her bare cunt. Mom shifted a little and I wondered if she felt uncomfortable.
"Are you okay?" I asked, meaning about the content of the video.
"No, I'm actually a little cold," she replied. "Would it be okay if I slip under the covers?"
Oh my god! First it was watching porn, then it was cumming with her right there, and now it's watching lesbians with her in my bed wearing a sexy negligee.
"Sure," I answered innocently. I watched the screen as she slipped under the covers. Her arms were still out, and her breasts were jutting above the fold in the sheet. I liked the way they fell to the side just a bit as she lay on her back. I could make out her nipples beneath the shiny material.
By this time, the redhead was going down on the blonde, and the man walked in. Evidently, he was the blonde's husband. He gave an approving kiss to his wife and began to undress. When he was naked, his cock sticking straight out in front of him, he stepped up behind the redhead and slipped his cock up her cunt.
As they showed the closeup of his cock sliding in, Mom groaned, this time saying, "Mmmmmmm," rather than the "Oooh" she had moaned before. I had been there before; so wrapped up in the visual scene in front of me that I could almost feel it in my cock when the woman on the screen licked a cock, or a guy slowly buried himself into a dripping cunt. I knew just what she was feeling, signaled by the long, "Mmmmmmmmmmm". She put her arms under the covers, pulling the sheets up to her neck.
I longed to stroke my cock, but I didn't want a repeat of what had happened the night before, when I climaxed by accident. I glanced back and forth between the screen and Mom, trying to detect any movement of her hands below the covers.
The guy on the screen was running his cock in and out of the redhead from behind while she pleasured the blonde with her tongue. Closeups went back and forth between his cock sliding in and out and the redhead's tongue lashing at the bald cunt of the blonde. My cock was so hard it started to hurt.
I saw the covers shift where Mom's breasts were underneath them. I knew that she had reached up and suspected she was covertly stroking and pinching them. That put me over the top. I had to grab my cock and start stroking. But just as I was about to, she spoke.
"Honey, I know this must be difficult for you." She looked over at me. I could see that her hand was still at her breasts. "If you need to, uh, relieve yourself, that's fine with me. I totally understand. I'm kind of on your turf here, butting in." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My mother telling me it was okay to jack off with her in the bed with me.
"That's okay, Mom," I answered. "I'm fine."
"Well, just so you know you don't have to be ashamed if you need to take care of yourself." She went back to staring at the screen, the lump under the covers moving slowly at her breasts.
The guy on the screen pulled his cock out of the redhead and turned her over onto her back. His wife immediately went down on the redhead and the redhead started sucking his cock. He started fingering his wife. I finally couldn't stand it any longer and I reached down for my cock. It was hard as a rock, and I stroked the length of it. I really needed some lube, but didn't want to be that obvious.
I could see Mom's hand moving under the covers at her breasts and I got a sudden picture on my head of her round creamy breasts, topped by pink nipples that she was pleasuring. The scene on the TV was getting out of control with both women orgasming at the same time. I saw the lump under the covers at Mom's breasts start really moving up and I wondered if perhaps she had just one hand on her breasts, which made me wonder where the other hand might be. I looked down at the covers over her crotch area, but couldn't detect any movement. Mom's eyes were glued to the scene, as the man started fucking his wife and the redhead licked and stroked both of their genitals as they coupled. I kept my eyes on Mom's crotch area, trying to detect any movement there.
I kept stroking my cock faster and faster, looking more at Mom than at the screen. Any pretense of me not jerking off was gone, and I shamelessly stroked and pulled on my cock while Mom pleasured her breasts. The covers slipped a little bit, and the top of Mom's left breast was revealed, along with her fingertips moving slowly. It only lasted twenty seconds or so before she pulled the covers back over her.
That was enough to drive me over the edge, and I sped up my stroking for just a moment before I felt my cum rising through my balls, that feeling of bliss and physical perfection for that moment when my climax hit me. I grunted loudly as I shot spurt after powerful spurt onto the upper sheet and my belly. Four, five, six strong spasms, then the perfect blankness and physical pleasure that comes right after an orgasm. I lay there with my eyes closed, listening to the grunts and groans from the TV.
When I opened my eyes, Mom was smiling at me. "Wow, that must have been really powerful," she said. "I thought you were going to pass out, your face got so red!"
I pulled the covers over my face. "This is too weird, Mom," I said in a muffled voice. "I can't believe I just did that in front of you."
Oh, don't be so uptight," she answered, reaching over and pulling the covers off my face. "I told you I understand that you have needs. It's perfectly natural." She paused for a moment as if some thought had just struck her. "Well, maybe not completely natural," she continued. "Maybe it is a little weird to do it in front of your Mother, but I certainly don't have a problem with it. It's not like I haven't been cleaning up the aftermath for years. It's not a secret to me that you masturbate!"
Oh, my God! This was getting worse! So, she's been seeing my dried cum on the sheets and my pajamas for years? I should have known that, I thought. She reached over and brushed my hair away from my forehead with a loving hand.
"Really, baby, it's okay. This is fun for me. This is new for me. This is daring for me. I like watching this stuff. Now I know why Americans spend more on porn than they do on professional sports."
That got my attention. "How do you know that, and how do you know it's true?" I asked.
"I've been doing a little research. Americans spend more on porn than they do on the NBA, the NFL and Major League Baseball combined." She looked back at the TV. "This is American's favorite show." She kept her gaze on the fucking on the TV. "And I like it, too!"
"Well, I guess you're just a red-blooded American, Mom," I said, laughing. I was starting to feel better, but the video ended, and Mom got up and headed for her room. Again, she stopped at the door and turned around.
"My turn now," she said with that same coy smile.
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The next day was the usual routine, a quick breakfast, off to lifeguard, then home to shower. That evening I went to the movies with some buddies and Mom went to her book club meeting. She beat me home and was waiting again in my bedroom when I got home.
"I've been waiting for you!" she exclaimed when I walked into my room. "What took you so long?" She was smiling, but I knew she was only half-kidding.
"Geeze, Mom. What is it with you and the porn? Seems like you can't get enough. What? Did I open some kind of Pandora's Box?"
"No," she replied with the hint of a scowl. "It's just new to me and I thought about it all day, and I want to see some more! I told you I like it, even though I never thought I would." She patted the bed beside her. "Come on, jump in and let's get started."
"Hold your horses," I answered. "Let me at least brush my teeth and get changed." I thought about that for a second and grabbed a pair of flannel pajama bottoms to take to the bathroom with me.
I went in, brushed my teeth, dropped my clothes on the floor, and put on the pajama pants. I walked back in to the bedroom and as I walked towards the bed, Mom said "Mmm, I'm not sure I need the porn with your body to look at. All that swimming is really paying off."
"Mom! What is up with you?" I exclaimed. "Fuck, I don't even know who you are anymore!"
"Language, Daniel, language! I'm your mother, that's who I am. The same as I've always been. I'm just a mother who really likes porn now. That's the only difference." She paused. "I think all those years in the repressive church and then all the years trying to please your father and be the perfect wife kind of kept me in sexual limbo. I never knew how sexy I could feel until I watched these videos. They make me feel really alive, maybe for the first time in my life."
Underneath it all, I really liked this new Mom. I saw her beauty now, I saw her humanity more than I ever had, and I saw her sexuality. I complained about it to mask that I was really into this, too, and had started to fantasize about her during the day while I was scanning the pool.
I got into bed and asked, "What tonight?"
"How about something a little racier. What would that be?" she answered.
"Well, there's bondage, S&M, fisting, interracial, peeing, group, gay male, oral, anal, and lots more. If you can imagine it, you can see it." I looked at her inquiringly.
"Oral," she said. "Let's start with that, and go from there." I think she was getting the hang of the whole porn thing.
I put on a Point-of-View video of a guy getting an incredible hand and blow job from his girlfriend. The camera was from is view. He started out flaccid, and she started working on him with her hand, getting him hard. When he was fully erect, Mom said, "That was really interesting, seeing him go from limp to hard. It didn't take very long." After a short moment she added, "I've never seen that in real life. Can you believe that?" I didn't feel the need to answer.
Speaking of not taking long, as I watched the girl expertly pleasure the guy's dick with her hand and mouth, my cock started to grow in my pajama pants. Mom scrunched down under the covers, and I saw her hand go right to her breasts.
We watched the girl tease the guy. Every time he would get close to cumming, she'd stop, then start again when he had calmed down a bit. Mom said, "That's really mean, getting him so close and not letting him."
"It's a thing, Mom. I looked over at her. "It's called Orgasm Denial, or something like that."
"Well, it was feeling so good for him, and it just doesn't seem fair," she answered.
Finally, just the moment before he came, she pulled completely away and let his cock spurt in the air with no stimulation. It stuck straight up in the air and recoiled and twitched with each jet of cum. The video ended with her smiling and saying, "My turn now."
I figured that was a good idea, and a quick search of cunnilingus provided me with multiple choices of videos of a woman getting eaten out. I briefly thought about clicking on one with girl-on-girl, but decided to go with a male-female duo. When I clicked on it, Mom said, "Oh, goody!" I guess it was a good choice.
The guy was really an expert. He spent a long time warming her up before he went down on her. Just as he started, Mom said "This one's really sexy. Thank you, honey."
Mom was rubbing her breasts under the covers, I could see, and I reached down and started lightly playing with my hard cock. I could see Mom glancing down at my crotch area and I didn't do anything to deter her, letting the lump of my hand moving slowly under the covers show visibly.
The woman on the screen was really getting going now, her large breasts heaving above the shot of the man's face in her crotch, pulling open her womanhood and licking the inner folds of her pussy. When he worked up to her clit, Mom gasped audibly, and I saw her hand working a little more under the covers. Mom was breathing through her mouth, her eyes wide open and now fixed on the screen.
"Don't cum yet," Mom said suddenly.
What did I just hear? Did she actually say that to me?
"I won't," I answered softly, not sure what I had really heard, and not believing I answered and was playing along with her.
The woman in the video started cumming. That, and Mom's comments had taken me to a new level of excitement, wondering why she had asked me not to cum yet.
"Oh, yes," Mom said as the woman climaxed over and over. "You go, girl. You get yours!" It was as if she was cheering on the woman to keep cumming and cumming.
The video ended rather abruptly after that, and Mom asked, "Are there ones just with handjobs?"
"I'm sure there are. Let me look." I had never seen one before, but figured there must be. I used one hand on the computer and kept slowly stroking my hard cock with the other. I was pretty excited.
I found a few and clicked on one that looked pretty good. Same idea, from the man's point of view, with a pretty girl teasing him and giving him an expert hand job.
Just a little way into it, I heard Mom say, "Can I watch?"
"You are watching, Mom." I replied.
"No, can I watch you?" Mom said without hesitation.
"What do you mean?" I asked, not really sure if she meant what I thought she did.
"Can I watch you do that to yourself?" she said, indicating the TV screen.
This looked like it was moving towards what I had been fantasizing about for the past few days, and after a moment, I threw the covers off me, exposing my hand on my hard cock sticking out of the fly of the pajama bottoms.
"Take off your pants," Mom asked. "I want to see everything."
I pulled them down from the elastic band and kicked them off. I had hidden some lube under my pillow and I took it out and slowly squirted some on my steel-hard dick. Mom's eyes were glued. Wrapping my hand around my shaft, I started slowly stroking.
"Oh, my God, that's so hot," Mom said as she watched. I saw her look away at the TV for just a moment, then back at my hand working on my cock. "That is so hot in person," she said. "Even better than on the TV." She shifted a bit under the covers.
"Um, do you mind if I do the same to myself while I watch?" she said in a breathy voice.
"No go ahead, "I answered as I kept a slow and steady rhythm going. The head of my cock would disappear into my hand as I stroked up, then magically reappear as I stroked down. I saw Mom's hand slide down underneath the covers to her crotch area, and the lump of her hand and wrist began moving up and down under the covers.
"Take your time," she whispered. "Let me catch up to you."
By this time, the video had ended, and Mom's eyes were focused on only one thing: my hand moving on my cock.
"You're so big," she murmured as her hand began moving faster under the covers. "Bigger than your father."
I was having trouble keeping my pace slow. It was so hot, knowing that Mom was playing with her wet cunt while she watched me jerk myself off.
"It feels so good to touch myself," she said. "While I watch you stroke your cock." I was right, Mom was visual like a man.
"It's starting to feel really, really good," she said. "I think I'm getting close." I sped up my hand.
"I'm getting really close!" she cried out and her hand was jack-hammering under the covers. I started to feel my balls swell up.
"Oh, baby, Mommy's going to cum!" Her face scrunched up. "I'm going to cum, darling!" She let out a long groan and her hand moved down and stopped for a moment. "I'm cumming! Oh, shit!" She started jerking and spasming as her climax hit her. She never took her eyes off my cock the whole time.
I felt my orgasm start to hit me in my legs. It moved up into my balls, then my cock, and I erupted with a shout. A long rope of pearly white semen flew through the air and landed on the covers over Mom. Then another and another. Each surge and spurt brought another loud yelp from me.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," Mom was saying as she kept cumming right along with me, her eyes following the ropes of sperm through the air and watching them land on her form under the covers.
"Oh my god, that was so hot!" she said again, as she came down from her orgasm. I was in that airy, light space right after I came, my body still tense, but my mind clear and blank.
Then suddenly it hit me. What had just happened? Did I really let Mom watch me jerk off and listen to her get herself off? Holy crap!
Mom start to reach out to me, then seemed to think better of it and pulled her hand back.
"Oh, Sweetie, thank you so much for that," she said, tears in her eyes. "That was so beautiful!"
All I could think of to say was, "Thank you, Mom." I was feeling a little weirded out, but not as much as one might think after what had just happened. I think deep down I had been hoping that something like that would happen.
"My own little porn video," Mom said and chuckled. "That was super-hot. Way better than on the video." Then she looked at me, searching my eyes for something.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm okay, Mom." I answered.
"Well, just remember what I said before. What happens in here, stays in here."
"I'll remember Mom," I said, closing my eyes.
The next thing I remembered was waking up the next morning. Mom was gone, the TV was off, and I could smell coffee coming from the other room. I bolted up when I remembered what had happened the night before. Not sure if it had really happened or if it was a dream, I scanned the covers. Sure enough, four or five stains of dried cum littered the top of the covers.
Holy shit! I thought to myself. Holy Shit!
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The next night she asked me to watch more porn and we were back in my bedroom. She wanted to see an interracial video. I found one, hit play, and it began with two black men with huge cocks kissing and fondling a young, blonde, naked woman.
As the threesome on the screen was getting warmed up, Mom suddenly said, "Are you hard yet?"
"Uh, no, not really, Mom," I said, kind of shocked at the question. Not yet, anyway. I was mildly engorged, but definitely not hard yet.
"Can I watch it get hard?" she asked, looking at the spot on the covers where my cock was. Without waiting for an answer, she pulled the covers off me. My cock was laying sideways against the top of my leg. It immediately began to start creeping upwards as it slowly filled with blood.
Mom looked back and forth between the T.V. and my hardening cock. I reached for it to give it a couple of tugs.
"No, don't touch it!" Mom said, slapping my hand away. "I want to watch it get all the way hard by itself. It's amazing!"
Suddenly I thought of something.
"Yeah, but it would get harder faster if I could see you as well." She looked up at me and I could see her considering the idea.
"Do you mean like this?" She pulled the covers down and pulled the sheer top of her lingerie up to expose her breasts. She pinched her left nipple.
"Ooh, I guess that worked," she laughed as my cock jumped at the sight of it. "You like that, huh?" she cooed. My cock was quickly filling with blood and getting hard, beginning to stick straight up.
Finally, when it was fully erect, I asked "Is it okay to touch it now?"
"Not yet," Mom replied. I want to be able to see it for a bit longer. "Will it stay hard like that if you don't touch it?"
"It depends," I answered. "If I stay as turned on, or get more turned on, yeah. But if I start to lose interest in the movie, or it gets boring, it might go down. Mom pulled her covers down so her belly was exposed.
"Well maybe if the movie gets boring, I might have to show you more." At that moment, I began hoping the video would suck. Unfortunately, that was not the case. One black guy was fucking the girl with his unbelievably huge cock, and she was trying to get her mouth around the other guy's monster.
Mom glanced away from my cock for a moment and turned her attention to the screen. "Oh my gosh, he's huge!" she commented, then looked back at my cock as if to compare.
"Well?" I said, lifting my eyebrows.
"Yours doesn't look as big, but they say the camera adds two inches," she laughed. "But yours looks just fine, really dear." Surreal. My mother reassuring me about the size of my hard cock.
She turned back and started watching the guy run his entire length in and out of the woman, and I saw her hands come up to her breasts. She started lightly rubbing them, letting her fingertips linger over her erect nipples from time to time, giving them light little rubs. My cock twitched again, but Mom was watching the screen.
Then all three of them started switching positions, and one of the black guys sat on the couch, with the girl on his lap. He started working his cock into her ass as she slowly lowered down on him. Then the other black guy came up on his knees to her, put the tip of his cock at her cunt, and sunk himself in above the cock going in and out of her ass.
Mom moaned lightly and one of her hands went down beneath the covers and I could detect some movement.
"Mom!" I said. "What about me?" My cock was rock hard, but I hadn't touched it yet.
"Do you mind waiting, Sweetie?" she said softly. I like to be able to see it. The real thing is as good as the porn."
I pondered that for a moment.
"Then I should be able to see more, too," I finally pronounced. I reached over and tugged her covers down further. I wasn't in position to get them completely down to her legs, exposing her pussy area, but she reached down and pulled them to a certain spot, and then kicked them off, completely uncovering her legs.
She was wearing sheer, satiny panties that barely covered anything. Her hand went immediately to her mound, and she started rubbing up and down over her panties.
"That's better," I said. "But we're still not even. I can only see the tops of your panties and your hand. You can see everything."
Without taking her eyes off the screen, she spun sideways on the bed so her panty-clad cunt was facing me. She spread her legs with her left one on my chest and right one over my knees.
Better?" she asked as she went back to rubbing her pussy over the top of her panties.
"Better, but still not even," I said.
"Well, that's as far as I'm willing to go right now," she answered. "Just give me a few more minutes, then you can touch yourself."
She kept watching the threesome on the screen with occasional looks at my rock hard cock. It was right there between her legs, almost touching her knee. I wondered if she was positioning herself for anything else.
Her hand was picking up speed. I could see that she would rub herself up and down with the flat of her fingers for a few moments, then concentrate on her clit with her fingertips for a few, then repeat. The material was getting darker in color as her natural juices permeated it. I could smell her sex in the air.
She bent her left leg so her foot was on the pillow near my head.
"Okay," she panted. "You can start touching it now." I immediately reached down and took my cock in my fist. I grabbed the lube and gave my cock a few squirts. My hand began gliding up and down.
Mom was picking up speed, too, and I saw her hand go under the elastic band of her panties. Finally, she reached down with her other hand and pulled the gusset of her panties to the side, exposing her hairless cunt. She immediately started rubbing it again. I could see that she was very wet, and often as she rubbed herself with the flat part of her fingers, I would see the tips of them disappear as she dipped them in her wet cunt.
She had lost all interest in the movie and was now watching my hand on my cock as she frigged herself. My eyes were glued to her cunt as I watched her fingers dip and rub, circle her clit a few times, then dip and rub again.
She began to moan, which only made me hotter. Her cunt was open, fiery red on the inside, as she openly exposed herself to me. She was panting and moaning now, her hand moving faster. Her hand holding the panties moved up and pulled upwards at the top of her slit, exposing her clit.
I fisted my cock as she started concentrating on her little nub. Her fingertips were flying back and forth across it. Her leg on my knees began to vibrate and she kicked me in the head with the other as her orgasm hit her. With her eyes glued on my cock, she gave a sudden gasp, then yelled, "Oh, fuck!" and started spasming with each powerful jolt of her climax. I could see her cunt get even juicier as she came, rivulets of her creamy fluid running down to her ass below, then falling on the sheet.
That was all it took for me, and I started spurting streams of white cum into the air, each rope falling randomly in different directions. One especially large glob was a direct hit on Mom's leg. When, it landed on her bare skin, Mom came again, moaning loudly and cramming her fingers into her cunt, frigging herself with three or four at a time.
I lay there in stunned silence as we both came down from our sexual high. Mom still had her fingers crammed inside her as she watched my cock deflate.
"God, that was hot!" Mom said as she withdrew her fingers and pulled her panties on right again. She spun her legs down, so she was laying with her head on the pillow again. "I can't believe how much these videos turn me on. I've never felt this way before. I feel so free!"
"Yeah, I guess," I replied, not really believing what had just happened and not knowing how to respond to what she had just said.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Mom asked again.
"Yeah, Mom," I answered. "Um, I actually really like it. I think you're hotter than the porn videos."
"Well, aren't you sweet," she said and leaned over and gave me a kiss on my forehead. "I feel like you're my teacher, opening up this whole new world to me."
My flaccid cock was still laying against my stomach, wallowing in its own goo. She looked at it and said, "Hold on a minute," As she got off the bed and walked toward the door I watched her tight butt sway side to side, clad only in the briefest of panties.
In a moment she returned with a wad of Kleenex. "Let me clean my little baby up," she smiled as she kneeled on the bed next to me.
She began dabbing at the globs of sperm on my stomach and legs, then very gently wrapped the Kleenex around my cock and wiped it clean.
"There you go, Sweetie. Lube and sperm all gone!" She smiled at me. Unbelievable. Who was this person? She didn't actually touch my cock with skin on skin, but she definitely just wiped it clean with a tissue. And with as much nonchalance as she would have wiped my nose when I was a little boy.
"What's next?" she asked.
"What do you mean, what's next?" I asked.
"What are we going to watch next?" she replied.
"You want to watch another one?" I asked, incredulous.
"Yeah," she said and lay down next to me. "Maybe one about fisting. You told me about that."
Her wish was my command, and I found a video of two women and a man. From the preview, I saw that it was the woman who fisted the other woman, and based on previous experience, I thought Mom might like that. It was a longer one at about 24 minutes.
The video started off with some pretty hot girl on girl kissing and petting, and I felt my cock starting to come alive again. Mom watched as it grew to its full size. The action on the screen was heating up, too.
"God, this is making me so wet!" Mom said, as if that was a normal thing to say in front of your son. She was keeping an eye on my cock, but most of her attention was on the video. "And I see that you're making a big comeback, too!" she chuckled.
The woman in the video was going down on the woman who would eventually be fisted. The man was basically there for encouragement and was taking very little part in the sex. An occasional kiss of the breast or a stroke of the cock. It was basically girl-on-girl, and Mom must have liked it because she put her hand inside her panties.
The video was super-hot, and even though I had just cum, my cock was bursting. I reached for it, and Mom pulled her hand out of her panties and grabbed my arm.
"No, let me," she said, and reached over and took my cock in her hand. Oh, my God, it felt so amazing to have my Mom's hand wrapped around my steel-hard cock. She started stroking it lightly, and I felt it twitch in her hand.
"Oooooh," she said. "That felt amazing. I felt it jerk in my hand." We watched the video while she gently stroked my cock. One woman on the screen was working a large dildo in and out of the other woman's cunt on the screen, and Mom was mesmerized.
"I might have to get one of those," she said, smiling at me slyly. She kept stroking my cock. The guy on the screen finally stepped up to the woman who was getting frigged by the dildo and offered his cock to her. She took it in her hand, then pulled it towards her mouth. The camera zoomed in and showed a closeup of her taking the cock in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm," Mom said, and shifted up to one elbow on the bed. The next thing I knew, her head was moving towards my cock, and within a second, I felt her warm, wet lips engulf it. "Mmmmmmm," she said again as she stuffed as much of it as she could into her mouth.
She used her free hand to brush aside her hair so she could watch the screen while she sucked and licked me. I shifted a bit so I could reach her crotch, and with no warning or buildup, I put my hand between her legs. "Mmmmmmm," she said again and spread her legs.
I worked my hand in through the side of her panties, which were completely soaked. I felt her bald, slick cunt with the flat of my fingers, just as I had seen her do. She started moaning on my cock as I slid a finger into her extremely wet, open hole.
As I did, the woman in the video removed the dildo and replaced it with one of her fingers. I matched the motion in Mom's cunt to the motions of the woman on the screen as I fingered her with one finger.
Then the woman on the video added a second finger, and I did the same, again matching my movements to hers.
"Ohhhhhhhh, fuck," Mom said around my cock. "Ohhhhh, that feels so good, Danny." The woman on the screen added a third finger, and I did the same. Mom was thrusting her pelvis in time with my fingering now, meeting each one of my gentle thrusts.
With Mom's limited experience, I could tell she wasn't an expert at sucking a cock, but it was feeling amazing, anyway. She licked, sucked, and used her hand, much like the woman on the TV screen.
Mom was really tight, and I wasn't sure I could get a fourth finger in when the woman on the video used a fourth. Mom was watching and groaned into my cock when she saw the fourth finger go in. I put a fourth finger up, coning all my fingers, and I could only work it in a small ways. Mom was moaning and groaning, though, so she must like it.
Finally on the screen, the woman added her thumb and slowly pushed until her entire hand disappeared up the other's cunt up to her wrist. Her entire hand was inside the other woman.
"Oh, fuck!" Mom exclaimed. "That's it. I need a cock right now!" With that she lay back and pulled me on top of her. She could still see the screen as the woman worked her entire hand in and out of the other's cunt.
"Fuck me, Danny." Mom panted. "Fuck me now!"
She reached down and guided my cock up to her entrance. I pushed just the tip in and held it there. I couldn't believe I had the tip of my cock in my mother's cunt.
"Fuck me, Danny," she repeated. I slid it in another inch.
"Please, Danny!" she said as if she were in agony. "Don't tease me! Fuck Mommy now!"
With that, I plunged my full length into my mother. She gasped and wrapped her arms and legs around me.
"Fuck me hard, Danny. Give me everything you've got!"
I started pumping away on her. I couldn't see the TV, but it was obvious that the woman was orgasming from the fisting. Mom was pushing back against every thrust, urging me on.
"That's it, Danny. Fuck me harder." I was really banging away on her. "I need this so bad!"
She was building up, getting louder and louder, groaning harder and harder. Finally, I felt her body tense. "Yes, Danny! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," she yelled as her orgasm hit her. "Oh, fuck!"
She spasmed six or eight times and just as she finished I felt my balls clench and my entire body lit up as I felt my jizz burst out of my cock and coat my mother's womb. Four, five, six, eight, nine, maybe more than ten hard spurts in the depths of Mom's deep, dark, wet hole. She clutched at me as I came.
"Oh, my God!" Mom said as my orgasm subsided. "Oh my God, Danny. That was so incredible." She started crying.
"I've never experienced sex like that before. Never!" She pulled me to her and gave me a long, wet kiss on the mouth.
"Thank you," she said into my mouth. "Thank you for showing me how wonderful sex can be."
I pulled my deflating cock out of her and rolled off, staying close to her. I reached down and felt the mess of her pussy. I lightly stroked the outer lips, being careful not to put too much direct stimulation to her clit.
"Mmmmmmm," she said softly. "That feels nice." I continued my soft stroking as she came down from her orgasm.
We lay there in silence for a while, me stroking her, and finally she sat up on her knees on the bed next to me.
She opened her legs, and I could see my sperm leaking from her. I looked up at her, meeting her eyes.
"Look back down, Danny. Look at my cunt." I did.
"This is yours whenever you want it." I nodded. "After what just happened, I don't think I can get too much fucking. I'm yours whenever and wherever you want to take me."
I put my hand between her legs again and cupped the puffy lips, feeling the slick combination of our juices.
"What are you doing in about ten minutes?" I asked, and she fell into my arms, laughing, relieved at my acceptance of our incestuous affair. We fucked twice more that night and at least three times a day for the rest of the summer until I went back to school.
That all happened ten years ago, and while I am now married and Mom has remarried, we still find a time every now and then to get together and just let it go with each other. No holds barred, nothing off the table. She is a truly incredible woman.